Jonathan ran a hand through his hair, his frustration bleeding into every tense movement. "Yeah… I can't find her anywhere. She doesn't have her phone, and no one's seen her since this morning."
Jeffrey frowned. He had no particular fondness for Jonathan's daughter, but Joanne loved that girl like her own. If Charlotte was truly missing, Joanne would be devastated.
"Did you check with her friends? The places she usually hangs out?"
Jonathan gave a short nod. "I did. Nothing. It's not like her to disappear like this." His voice wavered slightly, and for the first time, Jeffrey saw something raw beneath his polished exterior—genuine fear.
Jeffrey crossed his arms, studying him. "Is it possible she saw Nina's post?"
Jonathan's face darkened.
Charlotte adored Joanne. That much was obvious. She had wanted nothing more than to see Joanne as her mother, to have her in their family. Jonathan destroying that possibility wouldn't have sat well with her.
